Furious winds howled, and lightning roared.
Waves churned relentlessly, like furious beasts surrounding the people who fell into the water.
Near the sunken ship, scattered flashes of fire erupted along with the sound of gunfire, followed by a mixture of combat and cries of alarm.
After several minutes, nature resud its most primitive state of tranquility.
Fang Cheng bobbed up and down in the waves, maintaining his balance, quietly adjusting his Inner Breath.
His gaze swept across the battlefield stained red with blood, looking toward the faint twinkling lights of ships in the distance.
He then let out a series of extrely low guttural sounds.
The rfolk swimming nearby heard this and imdiately dove back into the dark, boundless ocean.
"Good."
Fang Cheng squeezed his fist, feeling the pain at his knuckles.
The ninth punch finally smashed a hole in the bottom of the ship.
Otherwise, Fang Cheng could only choose to abandon evacuation or board the ship directly, risking the explosion of rockets to eliminate all enemies.
At this mont, his palms felt as though a million needles were pricking them, producing a series of faint electric currents that ran through his entire arm.
Trying to punch through a steel plate several dozen milliters thick with flesh and bones was unimaginably difficult.
This not only involved the issue of strength but more critically depended on whether one’s bone density could withstand such intense impact.
If the fist’s density wasn’t sufficient, under the counterforce, instead of breaking through the steel plate, one’s bones would shatter first.
Fortunately, Fang Cheng possessed the relevant Skill Effect.
With a Constitution of 41 points, "Iron Fist" enhanced the muscles and bone strength of his fist to the equivalent of 82 points of Constitution.
Then, "Kirin Arm" further increased the hardness of the entire arm’s bones.
Moreover.
The True Qi enveloping his arm and coating his fist, while increasing his punching power, also provided a certain level of protection.
With so many prerequisites t.
Fang Cheng was able to utilize the "Kirin Arm’s" Charging Attack, along with the Talent of "Water Breathing" which enhanced his combat abilities in marine environnts, to finally break through the high-strength ship steel tens of milliters thick.
Fang Cheng steadied his spirit and perford introspection on his body.
The enormous recoil had caused slight cracks in his arm bones and slightly shifted his internal organs.
However, it was not a big issue.
With his physical condition, such injuries could fully recover in about two days.
Moreover, the healing effect of True Qi on internal injuries was exceptionally good, which he believed would substantially shorten the recovery ti.
With that in mind, Fang Cheng’s gaze flickered and then landed on the Dantian area below his abdon.
A cluster of azure True Qi nestled there, like a serene sea asleep in tranquility, undisturbed by waves, with gentle breezes and light clouds.
However.
Compared to the scene where it almost filled the Dantian before, the "water level" had significantly dropped, reaching nearly half its original level.
A fierce battle had consud so much True Qi.
Fang Cheng couldn’t help but feel a pang of distress.
Feeling the extent of the tidal fluctuations, it didn’t seem to be the ti for low tide yet.
Now he must hurry back to the Abyss to absorb energy and replenish his True Qi.
As he swam back, Fang Cheng’s gaze swept around and he spotted the True Thought Society’s damaged fishing boat still remaining in the original spot.
Two kiloters away, several boats flashing red and blue lights were heading towards it.
It seed to be the water police enforcent boats from Yong’an Island.
Seeing this, Fang Cheng imdiately turned around and swam further away, planning to find a secluded spot undisturbed for cultivation.
The sea continued to churn furiously, deterring all humans daring to venture into it at this ti.
Yet Fang Cheng moved through it as naturally as a fish, his body agilely cutting through the waves, roaming freely,
Suddenly, his vision pierced through the stormy winds and rain, and he glimpsed a small boat drifting in the churning waves.
On the boat, he faintly discerned two familiar figures.
"Cousin, are you really going down? It’s too dangerous now..."
Pan Wendi struggled to stand on the unstable deck, the howling wind and rain filling his mouth, making his voice sowhat hoarse.
A giant wave surged up, frightening him and making him swallow half of his words.
Once the rocking of the ship lessened sowhat, I continued shouting towards Lin Chuqiao leaning against the railing:
"It’s too dangerous now with such big waves and monsters lurking below, how about we wait until daylight to assess the situation?"
Lin Chuqiao, wearing a diving suit and carrying an oxygen tank, struggled to maintain her balance and replied loudly:
"By the ti daylight cos and the tide recedes, others will have snatched away all the treasures, what’s the point then?"
This was a small yacht that could accommodate up to 6 people, managing to sail out in such severe weather was already no easy feat.
Lin Chuqiao gazed at the dark sea surface, her eyes flickering with excitent.
"So, the most valued thing by the True Thought Society indeed cos from this ocean rift, no wonder those people were fiercely competing, even firing rockets..."
While muttering to herself, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a look of regret appeared on her face.
"We found out too late, otherwise we could have been better prepared!"
Pan Wendi stood beside her, throwing an anchor to fix the diving position, still trying to persuade her:
"What about the monsters?"
"So things, if not risked, can never be successful."
Lin Chuqiao faced the wind, took a deep breath, and said with determination:
"Besides, my swimming skills are not bad, and with my spiritual power, I can mislead or drive them away, there won’t be any problems."
Saying this, she tested the solidity of the dive rope, then turned and instructed Pan Wendi:
"You watch the boat and the equipnt, just ensure safety above the water."
Then she promptly put on her breathing apparatus, picked up the underwater searchlight, and prepared to jump into the sea.
At that mont, Pan Wendi suddenly called out to her, pointing towards the direction of the cape:
"Wait, there seems to be sothing going on over there!"
Lin Chuqiao heard this, imdiately stopped, and looked up towards the distant ships flashing warning lights.
"It’s probably the water police’s enforcent boat, likely they are patrolling this area..."
The yacht, small in size and having specifically turned off any lights.
In such a pitch-dark stormy night, it was quite difficult to be detected unless soone approached closely.
Still, they dared not be careless, always holding their breath, watching the law enforcent boat’s movents.
The ship creaked and swayed with the waves, the wind and rain intermittently brought a strange silence to the surroundings.
Suddenly, a "plop" sound.
Sothing seed to have jumped out of the sea into the yacht.
Both were slightly startled and quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
In the darkness, a piece of bone emitting a blue luminescence lay on the deck.
The bone, unknown from what creature it originated, was about the size of a basin.
The vivid blue glow was remarkably eye-catching, as if ribbons of mist wafted in the air, emitting an unreal dreamlike sensation.
Entering the pupils while also vaguely stinging, reminding you that beneath such a beautiful exterior lies a potentially lethal danger.
"Ah, ancient relics!"
Lin Chuqiao exclaid, then quickly covered her mouth, struggling to suppress the thrill, yet her eyes twinkled like little stars.
Pan Wendi, also curiously examining the bone, muttered:
"So this is the treasure those people were fighting over? Why do I feel like I’ve seen this thing before..."
Just as they speculated whether this artifact possessed Spirit Communication ability, having run ashore from the sea bed in search of its owner.
Plop!
With the sound of water being parted, another glowing blue bone automatically jumped onto the ship.
Lin Chuqiao then suddenly sensed sothing, looking back towards a spot on the sea where waves rolled.
Staring intently for a while, she whispered softly:
"Could it be Fang Cheng?"
"Fang Cheng?"
Pan Wendi heard this and imdiately peered out, asking:
"Did he fall into the water? Where is he, can he swim?"
Below the turbulent waves, quiet and dark.
A silhouette like a whale was rapidly diving, heading towards the abyss unreachable by ordinary humans.
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